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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Shined up shoes on a cracked-up sidewalk
Fresh pressed shirt
Yeah
I smell that starch
Corner store crown on a brown paper bottle
We turn this block to a golden arch
Sidewalk DJ with the busted speaker
Kids go wild when the beat comes in
Old heads nod like “that’s that flavor”
Whole damn street got a stupid grin (uh)
[Chorus]
This that uptown groove (hey!)
Shake that dust right off ya shoes
If you too cool
You ’bout to lose
We don’t sit down
We make our moves
This that uptown groove (oh!)
From the bus stop to the stoop
Tap that soul that lives in you
Say oh-oh
That uptown groove
[Verse 2]
Taxi horns singin’ backup vocals
Hot dog steam in the summer air
Lady with the rollers and a silk scarf swayin’
Turns that crosswalk into a pair of stairs
Little storefront church on the corner
Door wide open
Choir runs fly
We steal a “hey!” and a “hallelujah”
Blend that spirit with our Friday night
[Chorus]
This that uptown groove (hey!)
Shake that dust right off ya shoes
If you too cool
You ’bout to lose
We don’t sit down
We make our moves
This that uptown groove (oh!)
From the bus stop to the stoop
Tap that soul that lives in you
Say oh-oh
That uptown groove
Details
GeneratedMar 15, 2026
Duration2:09
LanguagePL
Style
funk, Tight modern funk band, dry drum pocket, slapped bass, and percussive guitar chops; brass stabs answer the vocal hooks, with gang shouts on the chorus. Male vocals, playful call-and-response, energy builds from strut in the verse to full-on dance-floor chant in the hook.
Credits
Prompt byFrozenPanther715
ModelAria v5
Prompt
funk
Uptown funk
